A trail of blood dripped down the corner of their lips as Leonard poured his blood in Vivian's mouth through his mouth. Running his hand on her throat so that she could drink it, he felt her throat bob down slowly to gulp it in.
During ancient times, the pureblooded vampire's blood was considered to have healing properties, not enough to bring back someone to life. It usually worked in a few seconds and that was the easiest way to help Vivian with the way she was losing blood. Her eyes had begun to dull down as if in sleep, she was losing consciousness. Her leg must have hit a sharp stone which had gone through to tear the skin with the muscles. He tied the kerchief this time higher to the injury to stop the blood flow.
There was still time for them to reach back the Carmichael mansion, holding her close to him he saw her eyes droop to shut close.
